He traced a finger slowly along the front of my cheek. 

He was beautiful, ethereal, his skin perfect but unnaturally so. His dark hair was tied in a tight bun and his eyes sparkled playfully for one so obviously dangerous.

I stood there unmoving, as he carefully opened the buttons of my shirt. A jolt of excitement shot through my body. We were going to do more than the obvious?

"I want you," he whispered into my ear, seconds before nibbling on my earlobe.

My heart had been racing throughout but now it felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. He could feel it and it excited him even more.

I did not object, so he continued.

I moaned at his delicate touch which he cut off with a deep kiss. My tongue accidentally brushed the tip of one of the teeth. The thought alone made me quiver in excitement.

He very slowly unbuckled my belt and pulled it out of the loops completely. He discarded it like a dead snake and proceeded to open the button before slowly lowering the zipper.

I stood unmoving, not knowing how to react. I had never been touched by a man before, let alone a creature such as him.

He had found me in the supermarket of all places. It had taken nothing more than a look and before I knew it, we were here, in my apartment.

I felt... entranced.

He carefully removed my shoes, my socks, and finally my pants. He folded them all neatly and put them on a pile on the floor.

He moved slowly, yet I felt like I had no time to react or object. Then, he carefully took the shirt off my shoulders, folded it, and added it to the pile.

"Have you been with a guy?" he asked. What was with the questions after getting me undressed?

I shook my head.

He walked up to me and grabbed me. We flashed at an impossible speed and ended up in the bedroom. 

Pushing me backward onto the bed, he took me on a rollercoaster ride of pleasure. I was jelly on the bed when he lay down next to me and caressed my cheek again.

"I don't like what I am," he said seriously. "But I have a choice as to how I treat my sustenance."

"What do you mean?" I asked, still in a state of euphoria.

His answer was a swift move to my neck. I felt the teeth sink in and gasped in surprise. He drank slowly and steadily, careful not to waste a drop.

The feeling was intoxicating, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. I started getting lightheaded when suddenly a horrible truth occurred to me.

I knew he was a vampire the moment I met him but I had also automatically presumed that he was interested in me for...

"You are not going to turn me, are you?" I slurred, as he continued to feed.

He stopped what he was doing long enough to answer.

"No," he said simply.

A sweet bliss followed as he continued.

Then empty nothing.